tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644538309673050572.post852541355346450264..comments2024-03-28T05:52:50.399-04:00Comments on Autism with a side of fries : Meltdown HangoverEileen Shaklee http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658354442888448425noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644538309673050572.post-41874571217883898892016-08-16T07:43:58.535-04:002016-08-16T07:43:58.535-04:00Wow you hit it right on the nose that is exactly h...Wow you hit it right on the nose that is exactly how I feel after a meltdown with my son.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644538309673050572.post-6933823160930159712016-08-10T12:06:41.377-04:002016-08-10T12:06:41.377-04:00*Tears, because I'm right there with you today...*Tears, because I'm right there with you todayTracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13768734787267751956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644538309673050572.post-55442469070346413552016-08-10T12:06:25.082-04:002016-08-10T12:06:25.082-04:00*Tears, because I'm right there with you today...*Tears, because I'm right there with you todayTracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13768734787267751956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644538309673050572.post-66790863080641108002016-08-10T11:11:10.623-04:002016-08-10T11:11:10.623-04:00Had one of these nights last night. Love your blog...Had one of these nights last night. Love your blog. Glad to know I'm not alone. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13858634137289136570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644538309673050572.post-312383015818821332016-08-10T11:10:45.972-04:002016-08-10T11:10:45.972-04:00Had one of these nights last night. Love your blog...Had one of these nights last night. Love your blog. Glad to know I'm not alone. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13858634137289136570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644538309673050572.post-1879336746120536322016-08-10T10:05:16.911-04:002016-08-10T10:05:16.911-04:00I totally get the 'we work so hard for you'...I totally get the 'we work so hard for you' part. After a meltdown I give up. Then after a few days I get back on the autism trail and keep riding. Time. A few good days. He'll do something to make you laugh. You'll be back, don't worry.<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644538309673050572.post-34360591025586374812015-11-08T23:53:45.854-05:002015-11-08T23:53:45.854-05:00I feel you, Mama. God knows I can relate. You are ...I feel you, Mama. God knows I can relate. You are not alone. I look forward to your posts because it means we are not alone in these struggles, as much as it feels like we are. Keep on keeping on. It's all we can do. Johnson Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15298191917833005864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644538309673050572.post-69458632568508908722015-11-06T20:32:03.336-05:002015-11-06T20:32:03.336-05:00I think your ability to pull this out there and to...I think your ability to pull this out there and to express yourself so eloquently is a gift to people who have been and are where you are. I think you're amazing!NM Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05943843454749727161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644538309673050572.post-26084330591492799142015-11-06T13:26:36.221-05:002015-11-06T13:26:36.221-05:00You sharing this moment with others is the gift. ...You sharing this moment with others is the gift. I know it still doesn't sound like one and you would probably prefer a different gift, yet here we are. I hope your day is beautiful and you are able to clear your head of yesterday's meltdown. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644538309673050572.post-7220630176334430912015-11-06T10:22:46.040-05:002015-11-06T10:22:46.040-05:00Meltdown Hangover...very well put. During my boy&...Meltdown Hangover...very well put. During my boy's meltdowns I use to be in full adrenalin mode, some sort of super-human. But after my boy's meltdowns...crash and burn exhaustion, sprinkled with the constant hyper-vigilance we all know. The boy would hit a point and then be like nothing had happened, like that friend who walks into the group of wrecked party goers and is asking if anybody wants to go for a run. 😠<br />Well done, Mama.Super Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07686953064585078980noreply@blogger.com